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The rain

by Richard Trotter

An adequate survival
the pleasure of a fractured prince,
is crystal, excites like a burning evil
dowsed by columns of music
and folders of visions: the tools
to mine beauty and thrive
on the taste of rain
that fell down my lip.

12/21/2003

Posted on 12/21/2003
Copyright © 2024 Richard Trotter

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 12/22/03 at 03:30 PM

doused by columns of music....fabulous, but also mysterious.

Posted by Ginette T Belle on 12/23/03 at 01:25 AM

wonderfully put...absolutely exquisite dear...

Posted by Leandra K Brossard on 01/11/04 at 09:37 AM

Tantalizing.. it is as if there is more here than I can know or that can be described to me.. it is an explanation which I love to listen to and hope to understand... ;)

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